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Freitag, 16. Oktober 2009

Have you ever heard about „Stephanie Glaser“? I haven’t so far, but get to know about her yesterday accidentally when I watched a DVD my sister owns.Stephanie is a Switzer actress, but this is too less to describe her. She is just magic. She radiates so much positive energies, youth, enthusiasm, esprit, charm, happiness – and she is about 86 years old.At this age she had her first main role in a cinema movie, called “Die Herbstzeitlosen”. She was just brilliant.She perfectly shows that it is never too late to live your dreams, not in that movie and not in her real life. That you never should give up what you really love, no matter which obstacles occur. If you like to be inspired by a person who believes in herself and makes her dream come true, than watch this movie! I highly recommend it!

Donnerstag, 15. Oktober 2009

by all the ideas, pictures, blogs, fabrics crossing my way here. I just stumbled about a project which is really cute and just perfect to work on with a kid or your teenage daughter, designed by Courtney Russel. You can do your own one….

Dienstag, 13. Oktober 2009

This is Jakob (I am speaking of the green being of course). He has some funny habits. While he is sitting on my sisters shoulders he starts first to ding into her hairs and than he nibbles at her ears which seems pretty unfair to me because he himself has no ears for a kind or revenge.He is not that conscious about his wings. When he is on place A and wants to get to place B, he climbs downstairs his cache, walks along the floor, you can hear the claws at his feet like klick-klick-klick every step he makes, and then climbs up again where he wants to be.He obviously is a pacifist because he never fights with the cat in the house. Instead he hides his jealousy and tries to gain from his experience. The cat Mozart has a little hole in the door to get outdoors and Jakob has learned to use it the same way. Klick-klick-klick, over the floor, through the hole, outdoors to the patio, where he is never tempted to fly away. Instead he is climbing upstairs his outdoor cache, opens its door himself, goes in and closes the cache’s door from inside. Everything is in order for him now.He has also learned to whistle after someone and he sounds like an Italian gigolo. So when I was wearing a red jumper and entered the room I was very surprised by this noise. But my brother in law explained that the corresponding female bird would have a red feathering and “You know, he is just a boy after all”

Montag, 12. Oktober 2009

It started with a bad surprise. Coming to the airport on Friday morning and putting my luggage on the belt the nice lady at the check-in desk let me know that I am not listed. She couldn’t just find my name. After some research it turned out that my flight was already expired because of a very stupid mistake: I booked the flight on the internet and typed in the wrong date. I booked for September instead of October. So this flight was lost. Can you imagine how much I was hopping mad about myself?So after blaming myself for some hours I decided for another flight and get one for the next day. The plane should leave at 8:20 and as it takes about two hours of driving to the airport, so we started at 5:20. What we didn’t have considered was a fast-flowing stream of rain which made us slowing down our drive. In addition the navigation system failed. So we got a little bit nervous now.But we finally arrived at 7:40, I ran into the building, gave my ticket to the very first Lufthansa employee for electronic check in, asked everybody to let me be the first in line for putting my luggage on the belt – and could make it. PuhhhhhhhhMy flight was Düsseldorf, Frankfurt, Philadelphia, San Francisco. When we landed in Philadelphia there were only 25 minutes to get the next flight. During this time I had to pick up my luggage, go through customs, fill in the papers, pass security, recheck the suitcase and then walk about 2 miles from terminal A to C.So once again I asked everybody for help and everyone was so supportive. People let me go forward so I was the first in line, and a very nice guy gave me a drive with such an airport wagon to terminal C. When I finally arrived 5 minutes before scheduled for leaving I was told the boarding is already closed and I have to wait for another connection. Oh no! That couldn’t be true. But it was.Fortunately the next plane left two hours later and after a trip of about 30 hours (a sleeping pill helped me get some sleep during the time) I was at my sister’s home.